In Luna's Words

Leanne tells me lots of people want to know how I'm doing with "the new dog." Like always, I'm awesome.


Me in the grass at home

Jason and Leanne bring a lot of people over to see me. I take my job as Greeter very seriously and Leanne tells me I'm an excellent hostess because I always walk our guests to the door when they leave. I bring them a toy and wag my tail to tell them hello, and I wag my tail as I show them to the door to say goodbye. This is a wonderful job and I am excellent at it. I now have a new job, and that is to be a role model to "the new dog," Foster. Leanne tells me I am perfect. She's always telling me that.


This is what I might bring you if you come over

Foster is still adjusting to the routine around here. He smelled kind of nervous when he came and he doesn't smell like that any more. He used to stay sleeping when Leanne got up to get dressed, but now he seems to realize that when Leanne gets up that means we're going for the first - and I think best - walk of the day. He likes her a lot. I love her. I mean I really really love her. I keep asking him, "Don't you just love when she looks at you?" "Don't you just love when she stops everything that she's doing to come over and snuggle you?" "Don't you just love when she turns on the fireplace for us?" He's started to say, "You know, yeah, I think I do!" Like I said, he's adjusting.


Me & Foster in the wilderness of a morning walk

Me, I can roll with anything. Jason and Leanne make life easy and fun. They make only good things happen. I bet Foster's memory of a harder, more lonely, less lovey, less everything life is starting to fade. I can't even remember a life before Jason and Leanne. I don't spend any time thinking about it. I love knowing that every time I wake up, something good is planned for me. It's easy to do whatever Jason and Leanne ask. I trust them because they never steer me wrong.

Today, Leanne, Foster and I went for a walk near our house. I could feel how happy Leanne was. I could feel how excited and happy Foster was. I felt really good. Being outside, walking in the wilderness, is when Leanne and I are the most happy. We love it. Foster isn't ready to walk without that leash thingy attached, but it was easy to smell that he loves being in the wilderness with us too. It's like human time doesn't exist, and Leanne and her Pack (that's me and Foster) live in canine time - just for right now. We just walk and feel the breeze and smell the wild and be together.


Me and Foster on one of Leanne's favorite trails

So how am I doing? I'm doing great. Foster enhances our already great family. As long as Leanne smells secure and happy, and we keep walking, and that food keeps showing up in my bowl, and Jason keeps sharing his PopTarts, I'm awesome. Well, I'm always awesome no matter what. Actually, I'm perfect. That's what Leanne tells me every day.


Leanne telling me to pose as "The Perfect Peanut."